Welcome to the lost world

"fire!"

Amidst the roaring gunfire.

On both sides of the plain, the two armies held their positions and refused to retreat.

Stray bullets bounce off unknown objects and intertwine into a web of death. Anyone who passes through this web will be judged by fate.

Da da da da…

Brother Biao, with bronzed muscles and a submachine gun in one hand, stood on the trench and fired wildly.

"Wow haha, come on, come on, come on, I am indeed invincible!"

Clang.

A grenade landed at his feet.

"Fool!"

The black hair quickly dragged him into the trench.

boom!

No near misses.

Brother Biao was lying on the ground laughing loudly. He didn't care at all that he had just walked back and forth from the gate of hell, but he was enjoying it.

"Reckless man."

The black-haired man complained, lowered his head and calculated silently, "The direction of the thunder just now... a forty-five degree angle."

After calculating, he quickly dodged, raised his gun, and took aim, all in one go.

An enemy soldier was about to throw a grenade when he was shot between the eyebrows by a bullet.

The grenade exploded on the spot.

With a bang, the remaining limbs and arms were broken, mixed with blood and rain sprinkled on the ground.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh.

A series of strafing fire came from the temporary bunker in the distance, making everyone unable to lift their heads.

"Here I go, fat man, mirror."

The female student who called herself Xiao Ai volunteered and shouted to the back.

"I'm coming."

The fat man was carrying large and small bags, playing the role of logistics. He took out a rearview mirror removed from the car and handed it to Xiao Ai.

Xiao Ai took the mirror and stretched out the trench to observe.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh.

There was a burst of shooting, and the mirror was shot out.

However, the female student already got the information she wanted.

He picked up a light sniper rifle, gently pulled the bolt, and took a deep breath. His plump breasts were squeezed into two balls on the ground, which made the fat man's eyes go straight.

Boom!

A precise sniper shot from the muzzle of the light machine gun, and then exploded with brilliant fireworks.

boom!

The ammunition in the opposite position was ignited by the explosion, and with a loud noise, the bunker was blown into the sky.

"Nice!"

"Hmph, I've already said that I am the champion of the Kyudo Club. Now you believe it."

The female student raised her chin proudly, and her teammates praised her repeatedly.

"careful!"

The fat man yelled, and then a sharp whistle quickly approached.

Mortar!

Several people's expressions changed suddenly, and they leaned over and hid behind the trench.

Boom!

Amid the horrific explosions, smoke and dust flew everywhere, and the majestic team could only lie on the ground, praying that the grenades would not fall around them.

When the dust settled, the four of them felt like they were surviving a disaster.

"I'm going, it's not a human life."

"Yes, but I heard that the opponent's logistics are weak and they can't hold on for a few more days. The dawn of victory is right in front of us."

"Wow, wow, I still hate it here!"

"Has anyone seen the boss?"

"He...may have gone to the other side."

…

British artillery position.

"Damn, there are still remaining firepower points, you losers, reload and let's do another round of bombing!"

The officer roared angrily, and the artilleryman hurriedly loaded ammunition.

At this moment, discordant gunshots came from the side.

"What's going on? The enemy touched here?"

"This is behind the battle line. Even if there are enemies, they will only be small groups and will not pose a threat!"

Boom!

The officer who spoke was shot in the head as soon as he finished speaking.

The artillerymen nervously held their guns, but with shells all over the ground, no one dared to fire randomly.

Ghostly black shadows flashed in the woods next to the position, bringing with them bloody flowers every time they appeared.

Only screams could be heard in the woods!

Death is going on silently!

"Dagger, I see a dagger, it's a blade, it's a blade!"

The artillerymen's expression changed when they heard Feng.

For nearly half a month, this German special forces soldier was like a ghost, wandering around the battlefield, harvesting the lives of British troops.

The British army dispatched the same elite troops to encircle and suppress them several times, but in the end they only got a list of dead people.

The blade is the god of death, the god of death on the battlefield!

The hands of the artillerymen holding their guns were trembling, and they were as panicked as quails facing a bird of prey.

The gunfire in the woods stopped, everyone was praying, and the arrogant Blade paid the price with his life for his rashness.

However, a lonely figure walked out of the shadows of the woods, disillusioning the prayer.

The neat crew cut, the iconic bloody dagger, and the look in his eyes that disregarded life.

On the battlefield, it was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Hundreds of artillerymen were so frightened by one person that they forgot to fire.

Ding.

The tab pops up.

Flathead grinned and threw a few grenades.

The grenade traced a graceful arc and landed next to the pile of artillery shells. The face of the nearest artilleryman was full of despair.

Boom! ! !

As the artillery positions turned into a sea of ​​flames, the British troops had to abandon their positions and retreat again.

The war finally came to an end.

…

At the celebration banquet.

The officers came forward one after another to toast to the flat head and the fighting hero.

Wearing a straight military uniform, the crew chief behaves elegantly and handles the situation well.

After three rounds of drinking, Flathead came to the Lost Man's table.

"Congratulations, boss, you have made another great contribution~"

"You also deserve credit for holding on to the position. Don't worry, your share of the credit will not be lost."

"It doesn't matter, but will there be no need to fight next?"

"Why, aren't you adapting well?"

The flat head looked at everyone with a smile, but everyone laughed and didn't answer.

Pingtou smiled and said: "The people selected by Ark all have more or less unique talents. It is precisely because you have made good use of your talents that you can survive on the battlefield."

"talent?"

Everyone, you look at me and I look at you, as if you have thought of something.

"But people died, didn't they?"

Compared to the other four, the brunette had much less smiles on his face.

There were only five people present, and one was missing. A man with eyes dressed as an office worker had died in an encounter a few days ago.

"There are always accidents in life. UU read www.uukanshu.net" Ping Tou said calmly.

The black-haired face became even more gloomy, "Then...how many more accidents will there be?"

The flat-headed smile disappeared, he put down his wine glass, looked at his glasses with a half-smile, and an extremely dangerous aura emanated.

The fat man shuddered and hurriedly said, "Boss, he drank too much. Don't blame him. Bai Zhou, please stop talking."

The Lost Ones gave themselves codenames: Bai Bai, Xiao Ai, Fatty, and Brother Biao.

A crew cut means you can call him casually. Some people call him Boss, while others call him Blade.

Bai Zhou turned his head, stopped talking, and drank alone.

The atmosphere became a little weird.

Brother Biao was eating meat without any image, the fat man was still circling around the woman, and Xiao Ai would give Flathead a wink from time to time.

People's hearts are different.

Flathead saw everyone's reactions in his eyes, his fingers spread out and squeezed tightly, and his joints made strange rattling sounds.

"Hello, fellow combat heroes."

A beautiful female officer in military uniform came over.

Not only did the crew show their bravery, but the entire team also showed their talents in the past half month and received a lot of attention. The army called the Lost Team the Hero Team.

"Hello."

The fat man greeted him shyly, Xiao Ai stepped on him dissatisfied, and Brother Biao whistled angrily.

Flathead stood up and shook hands, "Hello, what can I do for you?"

The female officer obviously knew that Ping Tou was the team leader, so she said straight to the point without any detours: "The war has come to an end. Before all the heroes return to their hometowns, I would like to invite you to participate in a mission with generous rewards."

"What mission?"

"A... mission to eliminate the rebellion."

[Countdown to return: 14 days]